Ji Ziming's deep eyes narrowed. He finally got an explanation for the matter which had been bugging him and Pei Ge.
"Have no evidence yet?"
He sounded indifferent when Qu Xiujie's face turned red and pale.
While the latter had no evidence of what Old Lady Qu had done to Old Master Qu's first wife, the former had.
"Do you not believe me? I'm your wife's uncle."
Qu Xiujie got up. He was wearing a pair of Italian-made leather shoes, but because he did not take good care of them, they lost their original luster. Tenacious dirt clung onto his shoes, while his pants were also not very clean.
If the man right before her eyes were her uncle, Pei Ge would rather believe that his uncle was an average man and not someone linked to the Qu family.
